He Wanted To Watch Me Have Sex With Other Men

 

His Name is PAUL MCLARIN; A BLACK MAN ; WHO BODY BUILDS AND TRAINS "CLIENTS"


    I was off and on with this man for a while. The first phone call conversation we had entailed on him forcing me to tell him about my rape experiences as if he was going to help me heal from these experiences. The conversations got worse everytime, the more we spoke the more he wanted to know about all my traumatic experiences with other men. I didn't think much of it because I began to trust him. He did call himself my boyfriend although I didn't see him as such. I don't believe I ever even liked him because of his possessive and controlling nature towards me, my body, my life and my experiences. 

    It got to a point where he wanted to introduce me to his friends in the most sexual ways, which I didn't agree to because I wanted no parts in that. I wanted to be loved, I thought maybe if I entertain him enough he would drop this whole idea of including other men in the relationship. He didn't. When I actually brought up the fact that I wasn't happy with all that was going on between us, it made him upset with me and lash out on me. It was an abusive relationship. He hit me several times and when things didn't go his way, I had to pay for that. It was always about him even when it was suppose to be about me.


    Paul Mclarin wanted to change everything about me. From the way that I walked to the way that I dressed to the friends that I had, as well as my body weight and image.  He was never satisfied. I found myself being scared of him and his opinion and trying my best to fit his ideal image of who I was suppose to be. He insisted I get men’s number to chat with them as well as chat with them on social media  and carry myself like I was willing to go to bed with almost every and any man who came my way.  It was exhausting but I did some of it for the sake of trying to find love in this one man. It even went as far as him installing cameras in my house to watch me on the day to day basis and have me seduce men into my home. Things didn't go his way and I felt like he literally hated me for it. I didn't want or care to do any of those things, I just wanted him to love me and be happy with me. 


    The day I told him that I wasn't happy with anything that was happening in our relationship. He acted like he was sad. He set me up to come to a hotel room to talk about it, date raped me and told me the most viscous words a person could tell another person during intimacy... "I don't want you anymore."


His Name is PAUL MCLARIN; A BLACK MAN ; WHO BODY BUILDS AND TRAINS "CLIENTS"


Location: United States

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